Xiao Mo settled down at Wei Wei's home.
At first, Xiao Mo hadn't wanted to stay at Madam Wang's home.
After all, she was a widow, and it really wasn't appropriate for a man like him to live in her house.
But when Madam Wang heard him refuse, she only smiled and said,
"Ever since my husband passed away, I've been the subject of countless rumors and gossip. Even when I do nothing, people still point fingers behind my back. I've long since gotten used to it.
"But those who know the truth know it.
"As long as my conscience is clear, that's enough."
Hearing Madam Wang's words and seeing how calmly she carried herself, Xiao Mo naturally stopped insisting. He stayed in the courtyard, waiting for cultivators from Maple Leaf City to arrive.
During the two days he lodged in Madam Wang's courtyard, Xiao Mo spent his time meditating and comprehending the blade.
Since Madam Wang refused to take the silver he offered, Xiao Mo helped her chop wood and draw water instead.
Sometimes, he even taught Ning Wei to read.
During those two days, Madam Wang kept a close eye on Xiao Mo, hoping to learn more about his character.
In the end, Madam Wang decided that this young man didn't seem like someone from the demonic sects. He seemed more like a scholar.
On the third day, at dawn.
Just as Xiao Mo and Madam Wang and her daughter had finished breakfast, they heard voices talking outside the courtyard.
"Lord Qian, please don't be angry. My sister-in-law is short-sighted. I'll talk to her a few more times, and she'll surely agree to let Ning Wei join your sect."
"After all, it's the Wangchuan Sect! It's the place so many people dream of joining."
"Look at you, worrying